Well she drew out all her money out from southern trustAnd put a little boy aboard a greyhound busLeaving Lousiana for the golden westDown came her tears from her happinessHer own little son named Johnny B GoodeWas gonna make some motion pictures out in Hollywood

Bye bye bye byeBye bye bye byeBye bye Johnny bye bye Johnny B Goode

Well she remember taking money out from gathering cropsAnd buying Johnny's guitar at a broker shopAs long as he could play it by the railroad sideAnd wouldn't get in trouble she'd be satisfiedNever thought there'd ever come a day like thisWhen she would gladly give her son a goodbye kiss

Bye bye bye byeBye bye bye byeBye bye Johnny bye bye Johnny B Goode

Well she finally got the letter she was dreaming ofJohnny wrote and told her he had fell in loveAs soon as he was married he would bring her backAnd build a mansion for her by the railroad tracksAnd everytime they heard the locomotive roarThey'd be a standing, waving in the kitchen door